Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 903 Max's Previous Owner

Ronald opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but he just ended up staring at the papers on the blanket, lost for words.

Selena, knowing him too well, sighed, "Just chill in the hospital and rest up. If I get the chance, I'll make her pay for this."

"Ms. Fair," Ronald looked up at her. "The entertainment biz is all about power. Without it, we're always gonna get pushed around. We're not big shots yet, so we gotta suck it up. The main thing is we're still kicking. So, don't sweat it. We'll just be smarter next time."

At thirty-two, Ronald had seen enough to know the score.

Selena nodded. When she got back to the car, she felt wiped out, not just physically, but mentally too.

She had hoped to take a few days off since most of the month's work was done, but now she just wanted to dive back into work, to turn S.M Corporation into a powerhouse so no one could mess with her.

She headed back to Ashbourne Manor to crash.

In the evening, she took Max for a walk.

Right now, only Max could lift her spirits a bit.

She took Max and left Ashbourne Manor, deciding to stroll around the area.

She ended up at the spot where she had once met Mia, who was sketching there, looking so innocent.

In such a short time, everything had flipped upside down.

Max suddenly started barking at a guy in the distance.

Selena to make out his face; she could only tell

barked and bolted towards

had no clue what Max

but by the time she got

circling the spot, tail wagging,

a wild thought, 'Could that guy be Max's old

Max and walked up the

to rain, and this path led to

but Max

like she was on

she

ahead but also made sure Selena could keep up, not running too

leash, wiping the rain off her

the sudden evening rain had sent

breath and suddenly shouted, "Mario,

it was

want to go back, didn't want to return to Ashbourne Manor and sit quietly, only

path, not knowing how long she

distance, a body being washed by the rain, blood mixing with the

back, gripping the

where the body lay, a man in a

machete, and

untying

way up was uphill, so going down would be